Meghan had to laugh at the idea of that. "Your mum's Muggleborn," she pointed out. "Bet they wouldn't let you in, let alone make you headmaster." Granted, his mum was brilliant, but that never seemed to matter to the sort who judged on blood.
Shaking her head, Meg started out of the commons. She'd go fetch her coat and drift out to the pitch. She'd stay long enough to make sure Lily saw her, then head back inside to do some actual homework.